I'm kinda pilot running this to see how it goes. Be warned - my plot is a little scrambled at the moment! Please bear with me! n_n

01

The world was usually a boring place unless made entertaining.
It was for this reason - and because of boredom - that Amaimon currently found himself punching the ground. A part of him enjoyed to see the humans below rush around trying to seek safety from the earthquake he was creating.
It was a cruel sense of killing time, but he didn't have anywhere else to be, nor did he have anything else better to do.
Reaching into his coat pocket he pulled out a lollipop, unwrapping it - while giving the ground another hit - he popped it into his mouth. There was only so long that this could keep him out of trouble and more importantly, amused.
Being coyly watched from the bushes was something he was willing to ignore. As long as the silent watcher didn't get involved and disrupt his fun he honestly couldn't care less. Stopping in mid punch he slid his eyes over to the silent watcher who had picked up the fallen lollipop wrapper.
The silent watcher seemed to be a teenage looking girl with white hair and red eyes, she rustled the paper and took to playing with it. It soon became very clear to Amaimon that this girl wasn't particularly normal. The lack of normality was becoming more and more obvious, the speed for one thing. Managing to creep her way from the bushes where she was watching to now sitting beside him without him actually noticing was something. Appearance, there wasn't any albino like people in this place which he learned from his big brother which was called Japan.
Reaching into his coat pocket again Amaimon waved another lollipop at her, he wasn't one for sharing sweets but he'd make an acceptance to someone who clearly lived in the nature surrounding them. Instead of taking the sweet offered to her, she took his hand and examined it.
Punching the ground and causing another small shock wave to hit she raised an eyebrow. Sitting in a crouch similar to himself, she hit the grassy ground, shaking her hand when her punch didn't have the same affect she crossed her arms.
Perking up the girl looked around and quickly scuttled back towards the bushes where she was originally hiding. Taking a look at him she disappeared.

Sitting happily in his office in peace the last thing, or at least one of the last things Mephisto was expecting was his younger brother to appear hanging upside down near him. "Have you been exploring again?"
"No...maybe..." Amaimon answered slowly and thoughtfully, Mephisto looked up at him and leant against the desk in front of him. Amaimon was thoughtfully chewing on a sweet of some sort while staring at him blankly. "I met someone."
"Oh?" The elder of the brothers said interestedly, this person must of been something indeed to spark his brothers interest. Not only that this someone must of been something indeed to not run away screaming random words at the upside demon. Falling to the floor Amaimon took to picking things up and looking at them, "Hey! I thought this was about your new friend not another nose around my office." Mephisto frowned and snatched books from his brothers grasp. "Eh!" Shrieking almost Mephisto snatched or at least tried to snatch something from the younger demon, until he put the item in his mouth and started chewing it.
"I don't want your little sticky candy riddled teeth marks on my possessions!" Mephisto soon found himself in a tug of war with his brother, he rolled his eyes and pulled a face at the saliva covered item Amaimon finally let go of. "Your friend," he urged his brother and pushed him away from any item he could pick up and chew on or look over and possibly break.
"Friend?"
Standing staring at his brother dead panned Mephisto resisted the urge to kick him out instead he put a hand over his face. Peeking through his fingers he sighed and pointed at him, "You went exploring and you met someone, that's as far as you got." The purple haired man said simply with a nod.
"Someone who scuttled out of the bushes," Amaimon wriggled his fingers at his brother, Mephisto pulled a face and walked to sit back down at his desk.
"That sounds like something from a horror film."
"Horror film?"
"Oh that's a topic we'll encounter later on brother," smiling slyly at the confused looking green haired boy. "Continue."
"She's not normal."
"What would you consider normal Amaimon? And the person is a she! Could it be that my little brother has finally found the feeling and emotion called love?" Mephisto said the last part of his sentence rather dramatically and clapped his hands together flamboyantly. Amaimon just stared at him not getting what his older brother was exactly getting at.